Tuesday, September 21, 2010

More Poems from SWEDA exchanges

dis-enmeshment blues it is hardest of allto dis-enmesh with close ones it is like betrayingand being betrayedwe only ever open our mouthswhen we want somethingi am feeling that so acutely today i couldn't even say itto my closest otherit was like i wanted somethingby saying itit is a frightening thoughtand undercuts everything it goes back to being an infantcrying when hungry and later, "look at me daddy!"as adultswhat do we need?

love & deathi am searchingonly and alwaysfor a more honest way of being it isn't complicatedor mysterious there is only one thing to be looked athow honest am i being now?what do i know?with loved oneswe only really know two basic thingswe love them and they are going to die we may know other stuff but these two knowings are profoundand love is not completewithout the knowingof deathelse we treat those we loveas if they will always be around as long as we are thinking of deathas a negative then we are not in a knowinghow can what is a part of lifebe negative? if you strip away all the intellectual fear death is a negative for one reason only we do not want to say goodbyeto those we lovelife is hardly long enoughto say a proper helloand then we are goneat the timethe moments were eternalthe summers endlessand nowthey are gone, gone, goneeither those moments still existsomewhereor they don'twe know they still existwe are speaking of them nowbut the sadness of their passingout of our sensesis so profoundTHAT is lifeprofound sorrow is a part of life it can be allowed to be presentALL TIMES

baby eyesdo we look at the sunor do we look at the ground?looking is not that important seeing isfor a tree to ask that questionwould be absurdwe get to let go of all we doto keep the wounds out of awareness because everything we dofor that reason is bogus compulsivedestructive we cross a million lines of knowing to avoid those wounds it becomes impossible to grow a flower that wants to see the sunand not the earthwon't allow its roots to go deep it will never see the sunonly an idea of what the sun might bewe have not even sprouted yetwe think this is life, but it isn't not yet the sun is LIKE something you feelwhen you expect nothingand then feel it glowingall over you an unexpected giftexpect nothing it is not easy to do imagine living a life that wayexpecting nothing with baby eyes

shamans and menwhat's wrong isn't our actions but our rationalizations if we let go of the rationalizations then our actions change of their own accord no longer supportedeverything needs to be questioned examineda shaman, they say,is gifted at healing thosewho were wounded as he was in the same capacitywhat he did not get as a child he is adept at giving to othersthere is a big differencebetween what a shaman doesand what an average man does